Autobiography of Us

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So, I’ll be honest. Part of the reason I wanted to read Autobiography of Us by Aria Beth Sloss was because it’s set in Pasadena, CA and my supervisor at Oprah gave it a good review. I’m also a sucker for a good friendship story. Doesn’t the synopsis sound interesting?

“Coming of age in the patrician neighborhood of Pasadena, California during the 1960s, Rebecca Madden and her beautiful, reckless friend Alex dream of lives beyond their mothers’ narrow expectations. Their struggle to define themselves against the backdrop of an American cultural revolution unites them early on, until one sweltering evening the summer before their last year of college, when a single act of betrayal changes everything.  Decades later, Rebecca’s haunting meditation on the past reveals the truth about that night, the years that followed, and the friendship that shaped her.” –B&N


Welp, I’m sorry to report that this one of those books that made me choose headphones over reading on the train. It’s not that it was horrible. It was just a bit strange and dark in my opinion. The writing was lovely, but there was something about the way the story unfolded that watered down my engagement. While the ending provided a twisty turn of events and unraveled secrets, it took so much time to get there that I wasn’t quite invested in the surprise.

I have so many books on my to-read shelf (The Art of Fielding, Where’d You Go, Bernadette, The Cuckoo’s Calling), but in the end I picked up Harry Potter and the Sorceror’s Stone (thank you Ortega Public Library). I’ve read it countless times, but still. It is heaven.


Author: Rachael

Book lover + editor, feminist, California soul + New York state of mind.

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